Unless Mr. Gould takes the stand tomorrow, I think our 1909 serial may be over. Everything went so poorly for Mrs. Gould, I feel like taking up a collection, so she can continue to change clothes three times a day (as she's accustomed to)...and certainly so she can move out of the Belmont Hotel, where that awful maid from Friday's testimony coincidentally is working now. (Or, WAS that a coincidence, Spade?)
What can be in her future? She's not 20 anymore. I don't see moving pictures. And to travel in vaudeville would be too shameful.
Mrs Gould Hunts for Evidence
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